Studies from the English PoetsLongman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1852 - 519 páginas |
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... Hath been achieved of merit3 ; yet this loss , Thus far at least recovered , hath much more Established in a safe unenvied throne , 1 An island in the Persian Gulf . 2 " Me " is here the object to the verb " create " in the next line ...
... Hath been achieved of merit3 ; yet this loss , Thus far at least recovered , hath much more Established in a safe unenvied throne , 1 An island in the Persian Gulf . 2 " Me " is here the object to the verb " create " in the next line ...
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... hath doomed This place our dungeon ; not our safe retreat Beyond his potent arm , to live exempt From Heaven's high jurisdiction , in new league 1 Atlas , according to some of the ancient writers , was a powerful king , who possessed ...
... hath doomed This place our dungeon ; not our safe retreat Beyond his potent arm , to live exempt From Heaven's high jurisdiction , in new league 1 Atlas , according to some of the ancient writers , was a powerful king , who possessed ...
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... hath determined us , and foiled with loss Irreparable ; * * * What if we find Some easier enterprise ? There is a place ( If ancient and prophetic fame in Heaven Err not , ) another world , the happy seat 300 305 310 Of some new race ...
... hath determined us , and foiled with loss Irreparable ; * * * What if we find Some easier enterprise ? There is a place ( If ancient and prophetic fame in Heaven Err not , ) another world , the happy seat 300 305 310 Of some new race ...
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... hath deep silence and demur Seized us , though undismayed : long is the way And hard , that out of Hell leads up to light ; Our prison strong ; this huge convex of fire , Outrageous to devour , immures us round Ninefold ; and gates of ...
... hath deep silence and demur Seized us , though undismayed : long is the way And hard , that out of Hell leads up to light ; Our prison strong ; this huge convex of fire , Outrageous to devour , immures us round Ninefold ; and gates of ...
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... hath quenched their orbs , Or dim suffusion veiled . Yet not the more Cease I to wander , where the Muses haunt Clear spring , or shady grove , or sunny hill , Smit with the love of sacred song ; but chief Thee , Sion , and the flowery ...
... hath quenched their orbs , Or dim suffusion veiled . Yet not the more Cease I to wander , where the Muses haunt Clear spring , or shady grove , or sunny hill , Smit with the love of sacred song ; but chief Thee , Sion , and the flowery ...
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Página 144 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Página 183 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Página 502 - Downward they move, a melancholy band, Pass from the shore and darken all the strand. Contented toil and hospitable care, And kind connubial tenderness are there; And piety, with wishes placed above, And steady loyalty and faithful love.
Página 185 - She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word, — To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle...
Página 285 - If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge: if a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example? why, revenge. The villany you teach me I will execute; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
Página 497 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorned the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevailed with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remained to pray.
Página 357 - Winter, yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy shrinking train And rudely rends thy robes ; So long, regardful of thy quiet rule, Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, smiling Peace, Thy gentlest influence own, And love thy favourite name ! W.
Página 495 - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep...
Página 494 - Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn ; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green : One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain...
Página 362 - Tempe's vale, her native maids, Amidst the festal sounding shades, To some unwearied minstrel dancing, While, as his flying fingers kissed the strings, Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round : Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound ; And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.